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My Goalkeeping System

What is worse than being the worst team in the world? For Dave Richards that was a very easy but heartbreaking question to answer, a goalkeeper who performed poorly between the sticks, he was still available as a first-choice goalkeeper because Unique FC didn't have any other goalkeeper. He was slow on his feet, couldn't jump properly and worst of all, he didn't know how to hold the ball properly. The only way that Unique FC was able to survive taking in a massive goal-fest sometimes was because of the extra effort they put in their defence. After a terrible match in which Dave wasn't able to make any saves and also made a lot of mistakes, he was seriously scolded by the managerial staff and almost received a beating from his angry teammates. He got home sad and also angry at all those who told him he looked like his grandfather and would therefore inherit his goalkeeping skills. He discovered a hidden door below his room and when he got down there the only thing he could see was a black box. He found the box to be quite familiar and when he opened it the last thing he saw was a bright white light when the light was gone he could see something in his field of vision. [ Welcome Dave ] [ You have activated the Goalkeeping system ] A female voice read out the messages. This is a story about how an ordinary man who didn't know his place between the sticks went from nothing to pro and beyond that.

Franklin_Nwakamma · Sports
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<You did better compared to last time but you still need a lot of work>

"I know," Dave muttered before he slowly sat up on his bed.

He turned his gaze to the other side of the bed which was empty and let out a sigh before getting up on his feet.

"This is the part about having her friends sleep over that I don't like." He mumbled. "I wish any of my friends would want to sleep over so that I can return the favor."

He slid into his running boots and changed into something more comfortable for running before he quickly made his way down the staircase to find Emilia already waiting for him there.

"I was wondering when you were going to get here." She said before getting up from the couch. "Good morning."

"Good morning, I see you have a habit of getting up super early." He said.

"Yeah, I guess so."

"Where's Emma?" He asked.

"She's still upstairs but I'm sure she will be getting up soon," Emilia replied.